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Must the starving artist starve to produce so great a work?

Must the starving artist starve
to produce so great a work?
Would a well-fed artist, lackluster in form,
bring to dull the creative edge?

Do mocker’s drink
and glutton’s dining alike
birth a stillborn fetus;
uninspired fluff?

Must the rats nibble at
the ankles,
and sorrow be the
fair friend of brilliance?

Can peaceful respite
halt the firing—
break the
synaptic chasm?

Shall persistent pestilence
be the embryonic grounds,
an ashen urn upturned,
spilling dashes of promise?

Must the starving artist starve
to produce so great a work

--Christian B., Adult